It was a very cold winter day where there was like feet of snow out side. That was the day when I and my friend Lizzy decided to go to the community library to study and do homework. When I logged in to the WiFi with my iPod I went straight to Instagram because I wasn't on it a whole lot.. I went to see what his last picture was that he posted and it was a girl but it wasn't me. I looked at the caption that read: She is my wcw #beautiful..
I then went on her Instagram to see all the comments James commented with. That was when I lost it when I found out that he was telling another chick how much he loved her and all that stuff... I confronted him about it and he was just playing the guilt trick on me and my naïve self... I gave him another chance but I just had to break up with him because I couldn't handle the pain any longer it was Superbowl Sunday and I told him that the New England patriots were gonna win and he was like no they aren't the sea hawks are going to win..
I talked to many people including my sis Belle, friend Mark, my 'friends boy friend' big country, and to my friend déjà. And they told me that its his loss if he wants to treat me that bad and cheat on me and play the guilt card on me. I never done anything to hurt him so why did he have to hurt me... That's what I'm still wondering to this day of my sophomore year... My life lesson: dont date someone you've been talking to for only 3-5 months unless you both are ready for the commitment...
